This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1116 - 516: Bird Official Human Emperor

On the shores of the West Sea, the Qiongsang Divine Country enjoyed tranquil times, as if forgotten by the clamor and war of the Primordial World.

The child born surrounded by the Five-Colored Phoenixes grew peacefully under the loving care of his mother Huang E and the guidance of the mysterious "Son of the White Emperor."

His name remained Shao Hao.

Unlike typical children who love to play, Shao Hao demonstrated an innate sensitivity to Melody and Order.

When his father played the Jade Flute, and immortal music floated ethereal, he would stop crying in his cradle and listen attentively.

It seemed he could glimpse the ultimate truths of heaven and earth in the rise and fall of those notes.

His mother Huang E would weave the seven-colored clouds with threads intersecting perfectly, never in disarray.

He could sit beside her watching all day, his eyes sparkling with the light of understanding for "Rules" and "Harmony."

What his father taught him were not combat skills, but the Great Dao of "communicating with divinity through music, and governing the world with regulations."

In Shao Hao's memory, his father always wore spotless white attire, his face warm with a gentle smile.

He told Shao Hao that the greatest Strength in the Universe was not Destruction, but the harmony of constructing Order.

"Everything has its own sound; every rule has its pattern. Only those who listen to all these sounds and master all these rules can become true monarchs."

Thus, Shao Hao's childhood was spent amidst the harmonious sounds of musical instruments and weaving looms.

He composed music using the Phoenix's song as the melody and the tides as the rhythm, creating symphonies that could bring flocks of birds and worship from myriad trees.

By observing his mother's weaving, he grasped principles that could gather scattered Spiritual Energy and form stable Arrays.

He was naturally close to the Golden Virtue Qi, representing restraint, severity, and supreme Order.

This gave Shao Hao a calm temperament and impartial approach, like an uncut gemstone patiently awaiting its destined era.

Meanwhile, Xuanyuan, far away in the Imperial City, observed everything about Shao Hao.

Xuanyuan was not in haste to bring this heaven-chosen heir into the Imperial City.

"A true Monarch must be grounded, witnessing firsthand the vastness and complexity of Human Dao."

He softly told Feng Hou beside him.

So, when Shao Hao reached his youth, three special teachers quietly arrived at Qiongsang.

The first was Cangjie, the Master of the Literary Dao.

Cangjie dressed in elegant green robes, his eyes shining intensely, teaching not the writing of letters, but the "Dao" carried behind them.

Cangjie made Shao Hao understand that every decree by the Human Emperor should be like a statement, bearing the "Dao." Only then can Words and Laws Follow, spreading blessings to the world.

The second was the Military Expert Limu.

His form was as towering as a mountain, dressed in simple beast hide armor, exuding the iron-blood aura of battle.

He taught not the skills of slaughter but the principle of "stopping warfare."

Limu explained the beginning and end of the Battle of Zhulu to Shao Hao, showing him the brutality and helplessness of war, making him understand soldiers are not for conquest but protection.

Limu's eyes carried a touch of antiquity, he spoke solemnly: "True Strength lies in making the enemy dare not act recklessly, in building an Order none shall challenge."

The third was Feng Hou, the head of officials at the time.

He taught not the art of political schemes but the method of "Balance."

Feng Hou demonstrated to Shao Hao how the official system created by Xuanyuan operated, the convenience brought by uniform measurements, and the peace established through the promulgation of the code.

He let Shao Hao learn that the heart of the Human Emperor should be like a precise scale, unbiased, measuring the benefits of Ten Thousand Races and people, maintaining dynamic balance for the entire Human Dao.

Under the guidance of the three great sages, Shao Hao left the comfort of Qiongsang and began traveling the world.

In the guise of an ordinary scholar, wearing simple linen clothes, he walked upon the flourishing land of Human Dao.

He witnessed officials resolve tribal disputes with authority and integrity; he also saw corrupt officials oppressing the locals.

He saw the prosperity of Ten Thousand Races trading and exchanging goods; he also saw separations and conflicts arising from differing customs.

On one occasion, two large tribes nearly came to blows over the ownership of a rich hunting ground.

Upon hearing this, Shao Hao stepped forward to mediate.

He did not directly arbitrate the owner, but instead took an ancient zither, sat cross-legged in front of the tribal people, and began to play.

The initial sound of the zither was like spring breeze turning into rain, dissolving hostility among them.

The notes climbed higher like Golden Spear and iron horses, evolving the brutality of war.

The sound softened like smoke rising from chimneys, depicting peaceful and serene scenes.

As the tune ended, the members of both tribes fell.

Their leaders were moved to tears:

"Stop playing, we won't fight anymore, we really won't!"

Shao Hao stood up and asked with a smile: "Is everyone willing to reconcile?"

The leaders nodded without hesitation: "Willing!"

If reluctant, they knew they'd soon drop too.

Seeing this, Shao Hao nodded contently: "Father was right, music indeed holds power; it moved them."

The two tribal leaders stood still, waving their hands repeatedly: "We dare not move, truly dare not!"

Shao Hao seized this opportunity to rise and spoke clearly, suggesting to divide the hunting ground into shared property, hunting in rotation according to season, setting specific rules.

"Everything as you say." Both sides wholeheartedly accepted.

This event was recorded by Cangjie and eventually passed back to Chen Capital.

While reviewing reports, Xuanyuan heard the news and couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh.

He put down the red pen in his hand, his expression gratified, saying: "The child is teachable; the Human Dao can be entrusted!"

Thus, Xuanyuan personally brought Shao Hao to Chen Capital, cultivating him by his side.

In a flash, a millennium had passed.

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Upon the Chaos Battlefield, a decisive battle had drawn to an end.